On many levels, October gets on my nerves.
Breast Cancer Awareness month is mentally and emotionally exhausting.
I’m tired of all the “Walk for a Cure” events. I’m tired of pink ribbons everywhere. And I just really can’t stand NFL players and personnel proudly displaying pink for the entire month.
I know full well that I’m treading on sacred ground here. But, before you jump all over my case, let me remind you that my own mother died from breast cancer. I was with her every step of the way as she dealt with the ravages of cancer. I have a personal opinion on this matter, as well as an educated one. It’s sacred to me, too.
I’m not “un-feeling” or “cold-hearted” when it comes to breast cancer.
Quite the contrary, in fact.
Cancer scares the crap out of me.
I do despise the pink ribbon campaigns, however.
I appreciate any effort to provide emotional support and connections for those dealing with breast cancer, as well as their loved ones. I agree with honoring those who are ‘fighting the battle’ or who have ‘lost the battle’. I wholeheartedly agree with honoring the people.
I just disagree with the lies and propaganda surrounding what the mainstream presents as “prevention” and “research for a cure” when it comes to their fundraising.
Let’s not confuse the issue (or pull on our heart strings by exploiting “survivors”) by leading us to believe we’re any closer to a medical cure or preventing cancer in the first place. Nope, not with the current focus of ‘research’ at least.
I’m also a little unclear as to who on earth, in this day and age, in our culture, might be UNaware of breast cancer at this point… to the extent that money needs to be raised to increase their awareness??!!
More money does not mean less cancer.
Prevention means not developing cancer in the first place. That’s not a drug or pharmaceutical problem to be solved, in my mind. That’s largely an issue of epigenetics – what ‘environment’ our cells are most consistently exposed to that will determine our genetic expression.
Hard to patent that and financially profit from it, I suppose.
I’m not dogmatic enough that I wouldn’t love it if a drug came on the market that could actually cure cancer AND not cause additional harm.
I would have done just about anything for my mom, if I thought it would save her life &/or improve the quality of her life.
The thing is, I believe there are already cures out there. I’m not alone.
When I hear “research for a cure”, it gets translated in my head to “research for a pharmaceutical-based cure that we can make billions from”.
Cynical? Maybe. Maybe not.
Again, my eyes are wide open. I know this is sacred ground.
No matter how the numbers are spun, the incidence of breast cancer is NOT declining. The mainstream does not have the answers to cancer. There’s more “statistical trickery” than we could possibly shake a stick at.
I’ve said it a million times here: I choose to believe that the individuals working on the front lines of the cancer industry do so because they feel they can really make a difference… that they’re offering the best care possible. I’ve met some lovely people over the past 12 years in dealing with cancer in our family.
The theory and science of conventional oncology are what troubles me… not the people working from within who truly believe in what they’re doing and saying. Well, at least for the most part they don’t trouble me! There are times…
Every October, our town hosts an expo event that caters to women. Of course, the entire theme is related to breast cancer. Breast cancer “awareness”… breast cancer “prevention”… breast cancer “early detection”. There is pink e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e. Ribbons, balloons, goodie bags, cookies & cupcakes…
Hundreds and hundreds of women attend this event. It’s the perfect demographic, if you will, for our Wellness practice… since it’s typically women who make the health care decisions for their family. It’s a smart business decision for me to be there.
I’ve participated as a vendor for the majority of years we’ve been in practice. I’ve even been a featured speaker a few times. It’s an event with the best of intentions.
But, I just couldn’t do it this year.
Every year, I cringe while I’m there. Every year, my heart gets ripped out of my chest when I hear the lies and see the propaganda everywhere… and meet the women who have bought into it… and hear their stories and listen to what they’ve been told and how they’ve chosen to treat breast cancer.
The main financial purpose of the event is to raise funds for women who can’t afford mammograms… i.e. “early detection”. Thank goodness they changed the verbiage on that a few years ago, because they used to call that “prevention”.
If a mammogram doesn’t detect a problem ’til it’s there, obviously that’s not “preventing” anything!
On a side note, I’m not a fan of mammograms, in general. Radiating breast tissue while it’s being deformed is questionable at best. I’m a much bigger fan of self-exams and non-invasive thermography.
Here’s the thing that really gets to me now with this women’s event – a few years back, alcohol was added to the mix. Pink martinis “FOR THE CAUSE” became all the rage.
Add that to the toxic food served at the venue AND all the baked goods, sweets, and junk food offered at countless vendors’ booths, and I just couldn’t take the hypocrisy of it anymore!
Sugar is food for cancer.
Encouraging women to get boozed up and loaded up with cookies & cupcakes adorned with pink icing… FOR THE SAKE OF CANCER PREVENTION AND A CURE… is bordering on criminal in my mind.
Like I said, the intentions are good.
The actions are ludicrous.
If I choose to have a glass of wine or a martini or a cookie or a cupcake, I do so with the understanding that it’s NOT a healthy, immune-supportive choice. And, I certainly don’t CELEBRATE my unhealthy choice. It’s not something I’d encourage, for crying out loud.
I’m all about “feeling good”… and feeling connected to others. That’s part of a healthy life, too. There’s just something about presenting cancer-provoking choices in a positive light, at an event aimed at a “cure for cancer” that makes my stomach turn.
I don’t have the answers to walking that fine line of “enjoying life” (or, more accurately, enjoying the “tasty toxins” of life!) and living a lifestyle that prevents serious illness like cancer. I guess we could all be better about celebrating and enjoying more of our healthy choices, and not so much the unhealthy ones.
Let’s be honest. More money does NOT mean less cancer… particularly when we continue to spend our money on an idea that’s flawed from the get-go.
If we truly want to talk about “preventing” cancer, the conversation needs to shift to educating people about proactive choices, rather than reactive treatments.
And, if we miss the boat when it comes to prevention (as many of us will in this very toxic world where it’s predicted that 1 out of every 2 of us will develop cancer in our lifetime), then we need “reactive” treatments that don’t simultaneously destroy our health &/or we need to be informed of supportive measures that can be taken alongside the more hardcore treatments. It’s called Integrative care. There should be no pedestals in cancer care.
We need to talk about choices that support and enhance the integrity of our cell function… not sabotage our cell function. Let’s spend some money on that.
Now, I know many of you are reading this thinking, “But, wait! My friend/mom/grandmother/aunt/sister had breast cancer and did the chemo and radiation and takes hormonal medication… and she’s FINE years later!” Thank God. Truly.
I love those stories! I am human, remember? In fact, you may recall that I’ve repeatedly requested those stories for a project I’m working on that will focus on the very human side of the cancer journey. There are “survivors” in both camps of cancer treatment, no doubt.
While I love the individual stories of overcoming cancer (and the conventional treatment for cancer) and rebuilding health, I still just strongly dislike the large-scale brainwashing, statistical spinning, flawed theories, hypocrisy, and fear-mongering that is at an all-time high when October rolls around each year.
I sincerely support each individual in making the treatment choices that feel right for them. After considering your countless options, both holistic and mainstream, and chemotherapy or radiation is what you truly feel will help you the most, then do chemo or radiation! (I pray you do supportive integrative care, too). On an individual basis, do what you’ve gotta’ do! Everyone else can bugger off.
Again, just quit with the large-scale lies to the entire population.
I don’t think we know what we’d really do as individuals until faced with that situation head-on. Who knows what I would opt for to “knock cancer down” a bit so that I could get to the work of restoring health and function? I could sit here at my desk and claim that I’d “never choose dangerous conventional oncology.” That would be ignorant and foolish on my part. I simply don’t know.
Having said that, I’m still fairly certain there are some conventional treatments that I’d have a hard time wrapping my scientific brain around… like lopping my breasts off because “cancer runs in my family”. It doesn’t work like that. That would give me no peace of mind whatsoever.
I also wouldn’t assume that I’m “cancer-free” after treatment. I’d spend the rest of my life making choices that would keep cancer at bay and health at the forefront. Cancer is a chronic illness that can be successfully managed.
The more we take the initiative and time to learn, the more aware we are of our many options, the more diverse (and successful) our personal treatment choices will be if the time ever comes. That’s where our efforts to raise awareness are needed… regarding the options we have. Neither of my parents were presented with ANY options – it was like a cookbook recipe where there were no substitutions allowed whatsoever for fear of bucking the system.
On a personal note, October is also the month that we took my mom in to the hospital, and she never came out. It’s the month that I spent her final weeks with her. It’s the month that I sobbed as I packed a suitcase for an undetermined length of time… knowing that I most likely also needed to pack clothes for a funeral. It’s the month I watched my best friend suffer and slip away a bit more each day. It’s the month I watched my Dad have his heart ripped out… and felt his fear and agony each and every day. All those pink balloons and ribbons in the hospital didn’t change a thing.
Yes, I’ll be glad when October is over.
The real solutions for the long run lie outside the pink.
I know the place I’d start my cancer recovery… it would be with the work of Dr. Kevin Conners.
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